I met a few fawns today. It was quiet fun dancing around and chasing each other around. I was particularly fond of a certain fawn. I believe this was the only female I saw in this forest. She had a very pretty grey pelt with a ring of flowers around her head. I wonder if I'll ever be able to see her again. After I had taken yet another nap I woke up with candles on my head. What an odd thing to have upon one's head, but I like them... Maybe it had to do with that strange circle of mushrooms? It certainly did help with changing my appearance and maybe the weather too. After my pelt had change to a white with black stockings the area started to turn red...then it got dark. There were bats everywhere. I was a bit frightened, but I kept on my search on this strange place. I met another stag, but I don't think he enjoyed my company that much. And my mooing made bubbles instead of...well bubbles. I think I shall stay quiet for awhile until my voice comes back.~


Today I shall explore my new..home I'm guessing. I'm a tad sad that the snow had stopped even though it feels nice to have the warm sun's rays against my fur. There seems to be no one around again. I don't know what my name is since I seemed to have been "born" without a mother or a father. I'll see what others call me and figure it out from there. *The fawn shakes himself off from his slumber. He lifts his head to smell an odor that seems to be coming from himself* I'm in need of a bath...I wonder if there's any place to wash off. *A frog hops near his leg. It stops for a minute, looks at the beige fawn before quickly lashing it's tongue out to snag a fly that was near the fawn's face. He reared in fear before watching the frog hop away* Where does he think he's going after displaying such a crude action?! *He looked at the direction it seemed to be going to before noticing that there were other frogs going in that direction as well* Wonder where they are heading off too...
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So the strange creatures seemed to know where there was water at. I was so pleased to have had a bath and it felt delightful to be clean again. After my bath I took a quick nap. When I had awoken there was another fawn next to me. I want to bother it so I went off on my way again. Up upon a hill were two statues. Other deer seemed to have praised it. I took the honor of bowing next to it myself and after a few moments my fur had changed into a pure white pelt. This change in color felt strangely right to me. Almost as if this is how I was meant to be. Even though other deer had changed the same way they took too much delight into it, changing every other deer they saw the same way. However this change made me feel almost...superior to others. I'm no snob, but I know when stature when I see it. To my dismay though the change didn't last very long and my pelt changed back to normal. I've decided that this change of color will help me choose a name...Blanco. Now I wonder how I'll be able to stay that way for a longer period of time...~



Who am I? What is my purpose in the world? Where am I? So many questions that seem to be unanswerable. *The little fawns blinks his eyes open* I seem to be...in a forest of some sort. *He shakily begins to stand up. His legs wobbly uncontrolably.* Oof! I...can't seem to stand up. Let's try this a again. *He slowly lifts up his hind quarters a bit more controlled. Then slowly lifts his upper body* There we are..now...I wonder if there's anyone else around. *The fawn lifts up his large ears while standing perfectly still. He heard footsteps coming towards his way. It was another stag with an unusual green mask, but with a beautiful red and cream pelt. The stag slowed down run his canter and looked at the younger male. The fawn was startled and made a strange mooing sound.* You startled me sir, but you seem friendly. *The stag made the same gesture, but the pitch was different. After doing so he bowed in a respectful manner. The fawn made the same respectful gesture before the elder stag "mooed" again before cantering off in a different direction.* Well that was interesting. I think...I'll do some exploring tomorrow...getting tired.~




*The snow from the previous day has vanished. The sun has come out for a nice day for tanning or taking a nap*



*It's snowing. The current surroundings are quiet and calm. The birds seem to be causing quite the chatter. There are squirrels a plenty and the winds causes the trees to gently shift their leaves*